There was a sweet smell in the air, and the little pheromones that used to be just addictive to people seemed to be magnified by a frenzied hundreds of times, burrowing into Cyril's consciousness.

That smells like ...... Unspeakable, seductive sweetness, people can't help but want more.

Cyril looked at the boy in front of him with scarlet eyes, like a hungry wolf, staring at the prey he had managed to find. The sentinel consciousness wandering in the depths of his brain kept clamoring to possess this young man, who was the guide who should belong to him, and the pheromones and sweet smells that emanated belonged to him! No one can look at it, no one can touch it!

But what remains of reason suppressed his movements. The young man's face was pale, fragile like a blue and white porcelain that would break at any time, looking at his weak appearance, Cyril only felt that the irritability in his body seemed to have risen a few points.

The guide he wanted was injured and was in this room, right in front of him.

This message darkened Cyril's eyes, and the tiger on the side also sensed his affection, and grinded its claws on the ground anxiously.

After the heavens and men fought for a long time, Cyril stretched out a hand with extreme restraint and gently touched it on the young man's face, the soft touch made him slightly stunned, and the cold temperature from his fingertips was like a cold current, flowing all the way to his heart, brain, and even the depths of his soul, like a gentle hand, gently calming his feelings.

The red and black color in his eyes seemed to have retreated a little at this moment, but in the next second, his eyes suddenly darkened, and then he raised his head sharply and looked in the direction of the door with a cold gaze, there was a sentry smell!

"West, Cyril ......?!" A man in a white lab coat stood in the doorway, staring at him in astonishment.

However, as soon as his voice fell, a compelling momentum rushed to his face, and a deafening tiger roar seemed to be heard in the void, and the man immediately took a step back weakly, opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but after shaking for a long time, he couldn't say anything.

It was at this point in his retreat that Cyril had already picked up the boy on the ground, hugged him into his arms, and hugged him tightly. The alarm bell sounded in his head, and another sentry appeared on his territory! And it's a free sentinel!

There's a good chance that the Freedom Sentinel will rob his guide. And for the manic sentinels, no matter how different in strength there is, as long as someone is spying on their guide at this moment, they are provoking their bottom line.

Cyril instantly retreated several meters, distanced himself from the man at the door, the starry eyes under the sword eyebrows were red, the tiger was in front of him, conjuring up an entity, staring at the man fiercely, while he stiffened his neck and bowed his head, towards the neck of the young man in his arms.

That's it...... The taste of love is from there...... As long as you bite into it, this guide will be his, and the whole body will be filled with his taste, and no one will dare to touch it.

The idea made Cyril's brain go crazy, his scarlet eyes flashed, and his tense lines and powerful arms seemed to crush the soft boy directly into his body.

Zhou Yu, who had fallen asleep, seemed to be pinched and let out a soft moan/moan.

However, this sound did not restrain Cyril's movements at all, on the contrary, it only intensified his excitement, and he found the location of the gland behind the guide's neck, and sure enough, he smelled something stronger, which made him want to go crazy! Cyril's eyes flashed with excitement, and he let out a gasp of excitement in his throat, and then he stuck out his tongue and licked it gently.

Then the rich pheromones flowed all the way down the tip of his tongue into his body, and even into the depths of his soul! Cyril instantly trembled with excitement, the smell was too attractive to him, this was his absolute match guide, not ninety-five percent, one hundred percent absolute match! A guide who belongs to him and should belong to him!

Cyril's deep eyes were full of intoxicated pleasure, and there were even faint signs of raising his head in the lower half of his body. He wanted this teenager, now, immediately, immediately!

The man in the white coat seemed to have just come to his senses now, noticing Cyril's movements, and the precarious neck of the young man who couldn't see clearly, the man took a step forward, "Cyril! You are crazy! Put him ......."

"Roar—" A deafening tiger roar came to his face, and the huge tiger swooped forward, roaring like a warning, and its eyes were as scarlet as his master's, staring at him fiercely, as if he could kill him in an instant if he took one more step.

......The man shuddered, and then looked at Cyril in the room, and kept holding back his subconscious desire to retreat. Cyril is much stronger than him, especially when he is obviously in heat when he puts pheromones indiscriminately, coupled with mania, his coercion can be magnified tens of thousands of times, and the matching guide is an untouchable reverse scale for any sentry, if it were another sentry, I am afraid that he would have escaped a long time ago, but he couldn't go.

"Shit, damn mania," the man cursed as he smelled the increasingly strong pheromone smell of the sentinels in the air, "Cyril! ”

Delai made an impatient sound in his throat, grinding his claws on the ground, leaning back slightly, as if he would pounce on him in the next second, full of threat.

The man seemed to be out of the way, ignoring the threat of the big tiger, and shouted loudly, "Cyril, calm down!" That's a underage guide! Spiritual shields won't do anything to believe in your own feelings! If you mark it now, you'll kill him! ”

"Roar!" Delai was stunned, grabbed the ground with his two paws, and slammed forward, but in the air, as if directly entangled by a stream of air, suddenly changed direction, let out a roar, and then was pounced in another direction.

"Whew-", the man exhaled, it was his quantum beast, the black panther Ah Yi, it was a gamble that it could stop Delai in this situation, and if it could stop it, it would mean that Cyril had loosened, and it also meant that he had listened to what he had just said.

The man's heart was certain, and he immediately began to strike while the iron was hot, "I heard Sabin say, that kid is not in good health and can't eat you at all, so you can't mark him now!" Besides, you're already married! If you can run, the monk can't run the temple, how many years have you been single, endure it for another year or two, and wait for him to become an adult, and then mark it badly-"

The man was halfway through his words, when he suddenly paused, his eyes widened and he turned his head, only to see that Delai on the side had already bitten Ah Yi's neck fiercely, which was the key point of the black panther, Ah Yi let out a huge painful sound, and this pain was directly transmitted to him along the connection between the sentinel quantum beasts.

His face froze, and with Delai's ability, it was not difficult to bite the key point and seriously injure Ah Yi, especially the blessing of mania, which could make Ah Yi unconscious in minutes.

He jerked his head back and glared at Cyril and yelled, "! Cyril, I'm Lin Feng! That's Lao Tzu's quantum beast, you let Delai toss it again, believe it or not, Lao Tzu turns his face and doesn't recognize people! Yes?! Don't think you're level 3s great! I've seen you in open crotch pants! Believe it or not, I'll give the picture to your wife—"

"Professor Lin—" A weak voice came from the hallway, and a man ran down the corridor, it was the assistant who had been with Sabin that day, still holding a snow-white rabbit in his arms.

"Did you see that? Your fucking rabbits are here to forge! Lao Tzu counts when he speaks! Lin Feng dragged the little assistant over and said to Cyril, "I won't touch your wife!" Here, an ordinary person, do you see it! You hurry up and send people out, turn around and die, you cry without tears, I sue you! ”

"Lin, Lin—Lord Cyril!" The assistant looked at the two blurred figures in the darkness with a shocked expression, and he looked at them repeatedly for a few moments before he shouted in disbelief.

The rabbit in his arms also glanced at him, and then suddenly jumped out of his arms, walked in with a fart, and stopped not far from the door.

Out of sight of the others, lay a dying black cat.

"Roar!" A roar suddenly came from behind him, and the little rabbit trembled, and when he turned his head, he saw a behemoth behind him, and a pair of rabbit eyes were about to pop out.

", Delay still likes rabbits? This taste...... Okay, don't look at it, he's not ashamed of not wearing pants," Lin Feng glanced at Delai incredulously, calmed Ah Yi who was lying on the ground with his mental power, and then broke the little assistant's body, "Did you hear that, send someone out quickly!"

Cyril stood in the darkness and looked incomprehensibly at the two people in the doorway, one a sentry and the other an ordinary person.

Then he lowered his head again, and looked at the young man in his arms, his face was very white, bloodless, and he seemed to be very uncomfortable, and ...... Chills all over the body.

The temperature made Cyril's heart sink, and at the same time, Delai, who was at the door, suddenly looked up at him.

The sentinel and the quantum beast were heart-to-heart, and Cyril instantly understood what Delai was trying to say.

The cat is dying, his guide's quantum beast, the quantum beast is dying, the master ......

Cyril's face froze, this realization made him come to his senses a little, he couldn't have an accident, he couldn't die, his wounds hadn't been bandaged yet. Seeing the bloodshot spilling from the corner of the young man's mouth, Cyril's heart felt as if it had been pinched by a big hand, and he was distressed.

He blinked his sour eyes, and only felt a tightness in his chest.

"Zhou ......" his throat first let out an unrecognizable syllable, and then the next second, an incomparably clear word picked up again, "Yu." ”

Zhou Yu.

The deep voice read the boy's name all over again, stretched out his hand to brush away the broken hair on his forehead, and looked at it for a long time, as if he wanted to imprint this face and his name deeply in his heart and engraved it in his bones.